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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=578597" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Tail End</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was 3 in the late sixties <br>and the television blared<br>in black and white an image<br>of United States copters brought in<br>the American coffins<br>and life turned up a spark<br>under the voice of society <br>and a bullet slained a King in the city of Memphis <br>and a Kennedy making the next step<br>around a busboy with a gun in the<br>summer of sixty-eight<br>and Hendrix was becoming a legend <br>while Youth of 70 million boomers <br>painted itself on the canvas of life, <br>I remember hunger and my old man saying, <br>“I’ll go to the track and double my money and then everything will be all right, ” <br>so my mother would give me carnation powder milk <br>and spam and the roaches all died of hunger as I watched <br>Tom and Jerry cartoons made in Hollywood USA<br>and Generals fornicated with Death<br>and Mayor Daily only took care of one race<br>which was not mine...and no where else in the planet saw my injustice<br>shown like the images off a 12inch television <br>starring under the darkness<br>of my fears and emptiness of need <br>created by sloth without pride<br>while the Democratic convention spilled onto summer <br>on Balbo street & Michigan Avenue<br>and a bunch of old time motherfuckers <br>wearing badges having <br>just one purpose to create riot <br>between two generations meeting<br>without much but everything expected<br>then the electricity was cut <br>and I remember my mother crying <br>as I stared at the television and waited for more...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Charles+Lara">Charles Lara</a><div class=q>
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and the television blared
in black and white an image
of United States copters brought in
the American coffins
and life turned up a spark
under the voice of society 
and a bullet slained a King in the city of Memphis 
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